On the day of the wedding, I sat in the dressing room, staring at my reflection in the mirror.“Nervous?” David asked as he pushed open the door. He looked especially handsome that day, the black tailcoat giving him the elegance of a prince.“A little.” I turned to him, adjusting his bow tie. “Do you think Matthew will come?”“He will,” David replied, a flicker of coldness in his eyes. “I made sure someone leaked the news about the wedding. In his current state, there’s no way he’ll miss this opportunity.”I nodded. That was exactly the result I wanted.“David,” I said, meeting his eyes in the mirror, “thank you for playing along with me in this charade.”“Charade?” David slipped his arms around me from behind, lowering his voice to a whisper in my ear. “Ava, I have never thought of this as an act.”I froze for a moment, catching the sincerity in his expression through the mirror.“I’ve always loved you,” he said softly, tenderly. “Five years ago, when you chose Matth
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